 | Sonnets by the Rev. Charles Strong |  |
I.
Raised, like a jewelled trophy, in mid-sky
Orion shone, Jove's star o'erhung the West,
Eastward, in all her beauty early drest,
Venus proclaim'd the conquering Sun was nigh:
Orion shone, Jove's star o'erhung the West,
Eastward, in all her beauty early drest,
Venus proclaim'd the conquering Sun was nigh:
Thousands of nameless Worlds stood glittering by;
And myriads, streaming far beyond the rest
From Heaven's low circuit to the polar crest,
Were seen, through optic tube, by wondering eye:
And myriads, streaming far beyond the rest
From Heaven's low circuit to the polar crest,
Were seen, through optic tube, by wondering eye:
Nor yet unmarshalled, like a routed Host,
In shining multitudes at random driven,
Crowd they thro' some interminable coast;
In shining multitudes at random driven,
Crowd they thro' some interminable coast;
All, in the regions infinite of Heaven,
In their appointed course, as Thou, Lord, know'st,
Obey the voice of Thy command—once given.
In their appointed course, as Thou, Lord, know'st,
Obey the voice of Thy command—once given.
| Sonnets by the Rev. Charles Strong | |